Shadowed

A tiny whisper of a promise
that’s lost before it’s fully voiced;
a sentiment too obscure to quantify. 
Its vines untamed yet undisclosed.
Subtly powerful. 

It escapes freely at will - 
a mischievous indulgence and a deep rooted torment. 
It ebbs and flows with no pilot. 
Addiction. Annoyance. Completion. 

Its flicker is unyielding. Stubborn. 
It’s a destroyer and creator. Paradoxically brazen.
Distraction bubbles from its coy mouth;
the crimson undertones are too vibrant to acknowledge.
 
An intricate mosaic of complex threads;
a beauty which is jointly alluring and repellent.
Secrets are woven and spun in indistinguishable tones.
Taints and tinges are vented yet entrapped.
A mournful creative purge.
 
Translucency muddies and loses its clarity;
it sits in hushed corners;
while its endearing delicacy morphs into shadow.
Pseudonymous.
 
Enlightenment shifts and wanes: 
a complex and lucid orb –
its buoyancy stilted.
Expectation crushes its thriving head:
a submergence in chilly waters.
Containment.
It clings to its 
skeletal self: unprotected. 
Fierce. 
Unbending.